Persimmon Poetry in Winter Modern Poetry

1, persimmon tree

I will wait for you all night today.

unconsciously

It's dead of night.

I know you're thinking about me.

I was thinking about you and my tree.

A tree with many persimmons.

It stands beside the asphalt road where people come and go.

I'm waiting for you to choose.

That's because ... ...

It is already full of fruits.

Withered and scarred

2. Persimmon tree in winter

a surname

In any case, fog hangs over the sky.

It doesn't matter, the snow is stained.

Never mind, the cold wind is blowing hard.

It doesn't matter. The bird pecked happily.

Although, Ye Faquan left.

Just care, every fruit is red.

Colour a picture.

Stealing fun, harvesting their own winters one by one.

3. persimmon tree

Persimmon tree in front of the door,

Like a giant green umbrella,

Deep roots and luxuriant leaves.

You went through a severe winter,

The leaves are thicker,

The crown is more prosperous.

The early summer season has not yet arrived,

You have borne young fruit.

After that, you wash the summer rain and have an autumn wind.

The early winter season has come,

The fruit is not ripe yet.

Astringent fruit,

Hanging on a tree like a lantern.

Thick leaves have drifted away,

The fruit of the yellow vine still loves the branches,

Swing and dance with the breeze.

Dad picked the fruit,

Mother collects fruit,

Let the days cover it up and make it sweet.

Wrong. Is to cover up sweetness with your heart.

Only when the children come home,

Leave the sweetness to their eternal children.

Do more,

Frosted persimmon.

Only when the children leave home,

Put love in their bags.

4. Persimmon trees in September

Persimmon trees in September show off their tall branches.

Magpies are jumping on nearby pine trees.

I haven't seen magpies for a long time.

Waiting for the call of persimmon tree

I come from dusk.

the hardships of travel

Hug persimmon trees in the golden sunset.

Persimmon trees sparkle in the sunset.

The magpies I haven't seen for a long time are chattering.

Extremely impatient with my arrival

I am a wandering monk in the distance.

See everything in the world clearly

Can't understand magpie's mind

I sat under the persimmon tree until it was dark.

Backed by persimmon tree

Like leaning against a gable.

I can finally dream.

Father and mother in the dream

Magpie and persimmon tree in the dream

A cloud floating in the distance

A white cloud without roots

Leaning against a persimmon tree at this dusk.

Ah, magpie, ah, persimmon tree

5. persimmon tree

Persimmon trees cry silently in the wind.

Who made me black and blue?

The wound is bleeding drop by drop.

A ruthless knife cut my body.

One scar after another.

Green leaves are swaying in the wind.

No direction, only crying.

Cruel rain erodes every inch of skin.

The persimmon tree's heart is broken.

The ant hid aside and smiled.

A sparrow is dancing wildly.

A dog put its sharp claws

Hit the persimmon tree hard

The fruit on the tree is swaying.

Endless tears flow with the wind.

Who knows a truth I can't understand?